As I look out of the window this Sunday morning, I see change all around me, from the trees changing colors, to the birds migrating from location to another like they are commanded to do. But somehow I'm not going forward as I'm commanded to do. Grief has me frozen in time and in one season, it's not that I'm being willfully disobedient to the voice of God, its just that I seem to be standing in the quick sand of pain and life, you see my feet are going through the motions of moving forward but my heart and mind are in a different place, season and time. I see my sons but only in my dreams. They are growing up in my dreams and need a constant mothers love attention and advice. But then I awake only to realize that once again its only a dream and none of those things will ever be realized again on this side of heaven. They no longer need my guidance or attention. But yet there is so much more of it all in me to give to them, bc they are and will forever be my sons. So my question is where and who as a mother do I direct all of this love, time, and attention too? Because that which I want to give God thoroughly designed that for me to give to my sons, even my daughters cant receive that from me because the love that I give to them and share with them were designed for daughters, its different but the love and impact are the same. I said all of that to say I'm getting full from the need to release this love filling up inside of me for my sons. So I guess you may be asking the question well what do you do? and the answer is simply.... I WORSHIP! because its the only thing I can share with my sons simultaneously that we can join in together at any moment at anytime anywhere, you see while I'm worshiping so are they in heaven all of the time! So while the seasons maybe changing and time going on My worship is constant with my sons. Glory!!!!
